265 Miscalculation

Father Han stared at Han Qiao.

His lips were pursed.

After a while, he took a deep breath, "Alright."

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "It should've been like this."

"You've done a lot for the Han family. We really shouldn't keep sucking your blood."

Father Han looked at Han Qiao, "Take care when you go to Chenzhou."

"Don't worry, I will." Han Qiao said.

She reached out and was about to take out the purse for Father Han.

But Father Han quickly interrupted, "Business is quite busy here. Your mother and I won't send you off when you leave. Have a safe journey. Take care."

"..."

Han Qiao's hand that was holding the purse paused slightly.

Slowly, she stuffed it back into her bag

"Alright," she replied indifferently.

She stood up with a faint smile, "Father, Mother, take care."

She turned around and got on the carriage.

Truth to be told, she wasn't sad about this sudden turn of events.